乐趣,在人们眼中,也许是摆弄花花草草,玩玩游戏。在我眼中,折腾破烂却是一种乐趣。因为这不仅培养了我动手动脑的能力,也让我明白了奥秘全在细微处的道理。一天放学,我留下来值日,扫出来一支伤痕累累的笔。它的头裂开了,腰间像马蜂窝似的到处是破洞,只有下半身还算完整,笔身肮脏不堪。我向同学们询问主人,他们都说:“算了,把它扔了,这破东西没人要!”可爱好折腾破烂的我怎么忍心把它白白扔了呢。我把这支笔中唯一完好的零件拆下来, Fun, in the eyes of people, may be playing with flowers, play games. In my eyes, tossing and tatting is a pleasure. Because it not only nurtured my ability to start thinking, but also let me understand the mystery all in the subtle truth. One day after school, I stayed for a few days and swept up a bruised pen. Its head cracked, waist like a hornet’s nest is full of holes, only the lower body is fairly complete, pen body dirty. I asked the classmates the master, they all said: “Well, throw it, it broke no one wants to!” Lovely tossing, how can I bear it throw it in vain? I removed the only intact part of this pen,